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[tolaywaste]

Bruce!

[Here, Barge; have some screaming. Then some panicked hyperventilating.]

I'm looking for Bruce Wayne. He's not in his cabin, I've checked everywhere - has anyone seen him?

I'm - Alex Summers, for new people, I guess, if you see him, he's my inmate, I need to make sure he didn't get sent to Zero--

spam } deck

[He slams the feed off when he realizes he can't continue to form words. He's too scared, too tired, and most importantly too closed in. He can't keep looking. He has to find the sky.]

[A few minutes later, he's on deck, leaning over the real and breathing deeply and slowly through his nose. It feels like years since he's had the space to move around, even though it's really just been days. He's numb head to foot, adrenaline draining from his system. All he wants to do is sleep.]

[He can't sleep. He can't do anything.]

[Fuck.]


( ooc; alex is from directly after toshiko sato's takeover from LIKE A YEAR AGO and is freaking out bc a] claustrophobia b] where is bruce tho. all responses to the audio of this post will be text. )

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[wedonot]

[Charles has by this point changed into clothes that are considerably more normal, if not quite the same cuddly sweaters he's usually in, so when he finds Alex on deck, he wonders if he'll even notice he's different. And when he realizes how upset Alex is, he wonders if he should act like he isn't, because it sounds like his counterpart might know what the hell to do, and he definitely doesn't. Especially considering how he remembers their last conversation going. He's... different. He can tell that even without really diving deep into his mind, and it's beyond strange, even if he's not a stranger to floods. This one feels more real, somehow, and that's what finally makes him call out to him.] Alex.

[halftheman]

Bruce [ the name comes out like a curse word ] is long fucking gone. Since right before I got here, last June. Eight months gone.

[warisart]

[There is a chapel here.

Ben badly wants to see inside it, wants to know, but it's a dangerous want; he must keep it hidden, keep it safe, and never give in to it. There are too many people here trapped in too small a space. He must prove he has never given any though to the Lady, that he is sound, he is reliable.

He does not recognize the boy leaning against the rail and staring at the sky as he navigates the deck with his crutches; he has been told repeatedly he is allowed to be here, but he still doesn't quite believe it, so he is cautious but he does not let himself hesitate.

At least not until he realizes that the man does not appear to be well at all. He pauses, then, but doesn't speak. Yet.]

[this_corrosion]

[Someone sounds fuzzy, like he's just been woken up.]

Who's looking f'r Batman?

[Spam]

[keeps_a_cool_head]

[On the last day of the flood, Scorpius goes hunting.

He'd been meaning to track down Alex for some time. Barring leverage on either Crichton or Aeryn, he began to expand his circle to include those closest to them. And as John was currently unpaired, that only left Aeryn's warden.

He wanted Crichton and Aeryn both to know that they were not safe. He wanted them to know how easy it was to get to them; how open they left themselves and how vulnerable they truly were.

For this, he sought after Alex.

And there he was now, leaning over the rail and looking out at the stars. He looks exhausted, and he's turned away from Scorpius.

Perfect.


Scorpius is on him within seconds. He seizes the young warden by the back of the neck and drives him forward, hard and fast, to smash his head against the rail]